Joe was born the first day of the year 1929 in DeLeon, Texas, the youngest of five, to Marguerite Jane Weaver and William Hudson Williams. He grew up in Abilene, graduated from high school at New Mexico Military Institute and enrolled in the School of Architecture at the University of Texas in 1947. Plans changed and he received a Bachelor of Arts in History. He then became a cotton farmer for five years near Idalou, Texas.
After meeting and marrying Martha Anne Enochs in Lubbock, Texas in 1958 at St. Paul's Episcopal Church, they moved to Austin and he returned to studying architecture, earned his degree in 1963, and then started an architectural practice in Austin. He worked for five years (1967-1972) at the Office of Facilities, Planning & Construction of the UT system, becoming the Architect for Academic Institutions. He also worked for five years (1976-1981) as Director of the National Register for the Texas Historical Commission.
After family and the birth of his children, Joe maintained that the most thrilling times of his life occurred sitting at the drafting board; and that designing houses and additions to houses, especially the ranch houses so loved by his clients, was his pleasure and a rewarding legacy.
Joe is survived by his children: Margaret Catching Williams of Austin, TX, Crawford Marginot and husband Billy of Marfa, TX, Joseph Roger Williams, Jr and wife Norma of Austin, TX, and Philip Enochs Williams and wife Bett of Columbia, SC. He is also survived by his grandchildren: Joseph Williams, Rachel Anne Williams, Martha Williams, Charles Marginot, Catching Marginot, Brooks Marginot, and Stowe Williams.
Joe joined some special social and professional groups along the way; enjoyed playing bridge; and designed for himself, after Martha died in 1991, a summer home atop a mountain at Fort Davis, TX, later an adobe hacienda in Marfa, and, last, a small town-house in Austin, the latter so well located he could walk to the Dart Bowl to enjoy their excellent enchiladas.
Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift. In the event that someone feels the need to remember Joe, donate your spare parts to "Medicine" or give a nickel to some needy person…neither will hurt you.
A private service is planned.
.....whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.....